That Orange moon

Dark car evening July

Those words, deep, but passing me by

The deep Rush was gripping me blue but not you

All by that Orange Moon...

The days took to passing through

I searched in the crowd for you

Dust in the whisk of night

and sweet liquid life had stole you

Gone with that Orange Moon...

Dark room markers and cards

Bruised heart and chicken scratch art that I drew

You never knew that I drew

Of that night, and that Orange Moon...